Ben Franklin once petitioned to have the wild turkey as our national bird. I think cosmetically our Bald Eagle was a better choice luckily. For a bird with such a small brain, they sure can be a challenge to hunt, but that's why I really enjoy it. There are few animals as wily as a hen or tom turkey and in the spring, all the calling and strategy of a successful hunt has become a passion of mine. In the fall, they don't respond to calling as well, and for me, it's happenstance, if the opportunity presents itself, I'll try a shot. This winter however, the birds presented a scenario I had to try. They had been hitting a field down the road and almost daily would make their way out at a leisurely pace by mid-morning. I had two days left to make an attempt, so with bow in hand, I set up in the snow to give it a go. This tom did respond to some soft calling and presented me with a good shot. I was thankful to harvest this great bird, as it has been a goal of mine for a long time to take one with a bow and arrow. They are a tough, smart, beautiful bird and one I never tire of seeing while outdoors.